|Dear Memories of Duck
The world is a poorer place now without you.
You struggled on to the end through thick and thin to be there for Lois,
for your kids and family. In the end, you saw they have grown up
to make you proud, to be strong and good people who are in turn proud of their children - your grand children.
They have learned well from you and now it is time for them to teach their own
what you taught them. You never did intend to stay long after Lois left. But you stayed long enough. Now you are together with Lois again and we have all you had to give us.
I remember growing up with you. You were just ahead of me in school. One day I was standing in a corner in the hallway (punishment - me?) and your class came marching by. Did you tell? You bet you did, as soon as we got home! Oh my.
Then the soft ball you taught me to play - I managed to swing the bat and spin around and hit the ball the second time around! I thought that was great! I did something no one else could do.
Then we would go out hunting in the woods, for squirrels that seemsed to always be on the other side of the tree,
for wild turkeys that were always just out of sight, but you could hear them gobble, gobble and then go flap, flap.
Then the snipe hunting - we always managed to miss those darned things - I never did get to see what one looked like but you did your best to show me.
And the old MG that you lent me tools to use to fix it. Then I proudly drove it around the field at the farm until it threw a rod through the cylinder wall. You never did say I told you so - you let me have a go. And you let me use the tools again.
I learned lots of things growing up with you. I dare say, lots of people learned lots growing up with you around. Thanks Duck. You are sorely loved and sorely missed now. We are all so much better for your love and care. Amen.